The two of them quickly took out their phones, and they had indeed received the message. After clicking on it, they were photos of the walking of the five people taken by the monitor.

Although the photos are a bit blurry, the clothes and appearances of the five people can be seen clearly. The two of them looked at each other and immediately rushed to Area C.

At this moment, people who were about to board the plane suddenly discovered that dozens of people were suddenly running in the same direction around.

...

Chen Hao was still writing little by little while biting the pen, but at this time his writing speed had become much faster and the fonts were a little better.

The previous Chen Hao's handwriting was not very good, but it was definitely not bad. Chen Hao, who has adapted to it, has basically returned to the normal writing speed, but the handwriting is still ugly, so it is difficult to correct.

At this time, he had written more than forty pages, and he was still more than ten pages away from finishing all the "Pill Condensing Techniques".

In fact, in the future, a elixir-condensing technique will have at least 400 pages, and the introduction is very detailed, but Chen Hao felt a toothache when he saw the thick book. It was almost impossible for him to remember all the words "very word" to memorize it.

He was also afraid that if there were any mistakes in memory, it would cause great trouble to practitioners and even harm practitioners, so Chen Hao chose the one with the least number of pages to remember.

This book deals with the general public, and the most basic things recorded above have been reduced, and many atypical cases have been abandoned.

Basically, all of these forty pages are dry goods, and they are the skeleton of the cultivation of alchemy.

With memory space, Chen Hao can transport all the complete 400-page "The Method of Condensing the Pill" next time, and he is not afraid of any errors or omissions.

Chen Hao looked up at the closed door, and Hu Zhixin was not sure what was going on now.

He moved his wrists, stood up and walked to the window, took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket, and ate them one by one.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was no longer dazzling, and it was a gentle view of the earth.

Looking out from the factory area far away from the city, you can see gray-blue smoke floating above the city far away, making the whole city feel like it is in the sea of ​​clouds, mountains, fog, and mirage.

Chen Hao did use the "Ningdan Method" to test the idea of ​​Commander Hu, but in fact, this was just a matter of thought for him. He did not think that Commander Hu would be a spy. If even the commander in charge of the front-line military region was from the host sect, then this battle would really not be fought, and the human race would not have survived thousands of years.

Chen Hao felt sorry for the human race that over the past thousand years, many archives have been lost, otherwise many spies would have been exposed in the past thousand years. If this record exists, whoever is a spy should be clearly written on paper. He can catch people in this world according to the archives, and make sure to check one by one.

Soon, all the peanuts in Chen Haodu were eaten up. He patted off the peanut skin on his hand, returned to the table, grabbed the pen and continued writing.

The entire factory area is more like a prison, surrounded by high walls and military sentries. There is only one road that can leave the factory area. The gates of the factory area are usually closed.

Workers basically live in the factory. If they want to leave, they need to ask for leave in advance and get approval.

When this rule was just released, it was difficult to recruit workers, but after raising the salary by 30%, those who wanted to enter the factory almost broke their heads. In fact, for most workers, even if they go out, they just stay in their own rental houses. There are three meals here, and the standards are not low, and they have housing. They can hardly spend a penny every month, and they can save all the money they earn.

Wang Guangmao is a very ordinary worker. He entered the Red Oak Group factory two months ago.

He worked hard in the factory, had a very friendly temper and temperament. No one hated him, but he was more willing to be alone and didn't interact with anyone, so no one got too close to him.

He was like all ordinary workers, busy every day, standing in the corner and smiling with everyone, not conspicuous at all.

When the factory officially started to operate, he suddenly got very close to Old Chen, who manages the kitchen.

His personality is already pleasing, he doesn't compete or rob, and he is honest, so Lao Chen transferred him to the kitchen without having to work hard in the factory, but is responsible for daily food purchases.

This is a very good position, of course Lao Chen is the leader. Wang Guangmao can drink some soup with him and live a very relaxed life. At least he has stepped on the workbench.

Today, as usual, they took a cart of dishes as a meal preparation tomorrow morning and transported them to the factory in the sunset.

Old Chen was dozing in the passenger seat, Wang Guangmao's eyes narrowed slightly, pop music was played in the speaker, and his fingers gently tapped the steering wheel with the rhythm.

The road to the factory is newly built, and it only goes to the factory and not anywhere else, so there are basically no vehicles to and from this road except for transporting goods to the factory.

There was a person standing on the roadside in the distance. Wang Guangmao looked at the rearview mirrors on both sides, then shook the headlights three times, slightly slowed down his speed and continued to drive.

The car body shook slightly, and Lao Chen raised his eyelids. Seeing that nothing was wrong on the road, he yawned, straightened his body and sat straight, and arrived at the factory in seven or eight minutes.

"Xiao Wang, what I introduced to you last time, what do you think about the Xianglan in our factory? The big girl is so proactive. Give me a correct statement and I can reply to the message."

Wang Guangmao smiled reservedly and said, "Forget it, I'm used to being lazy, so I won't delay other girls."

Old Chen lowered the car window, took out a cigarette, knocked on the cigarette butt, lit it, took a sip, and let the smoke out of the window.

"You're 32 years old this year, right? It's too late to get married. If I ask me to make do with it, at least someone will cook for you, which is many times better than if you eat in the cafeteria every day."

Wang Guangmao shook his head and said, "There is nothing wrong with eating the cafeteria. We choose all of these dishes ourselves. We know what we know and they are all good things."

Old Chen smiled helplessly. Everyone has their own ambitions and cannot force them. After all, he still didn't look at them and didn't like other girls!

After smoking a cigarette, the factory gate also appeared in front of it.

Wang Guangmao stopped the car, and the soldiers guarding at the door walked up, looked at the familiar two people in the car, then circled around the car, opened the car, conducted a brief inspection, and even bent down to look under the car.

Confirm that it is correct and lift the pole and release it.
Chapter completed!